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𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐚 𝐗 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐩 | "𝗜 𝗛𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨" she screamed right into his face, her voice laced with pure venom. Tears kept spilling from her eyes, but her grip on the gun never weakened. She had expected him to shout back. But all she found was his unwavering stare. "𝗦𝗼... 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹?" The words came out of him with a faint harshness, as though they were dragged from somewhere painfully deep. His jaw tightened slightly. But all he received in return was silence. And somehow, that silence was louder than any answer she could have given. His eyes searched her face-the trembling lips, the red, swollen eyes, the helpless fury trying desperately to hide heartbreak. Then his voice cut through the stillness again. "𝗪𝗮𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗼 𝗯𝗶𝗴... 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝘁?" The words struck her like a blow to the chest. Her breath stuttered, her composure collapsed. And that was all he needed. He moved. Slow. Deliberate. "𝗦𝗼 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗰𝘁?"he said quietly, his voice low and cutting. "𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀... 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲..."He paused for half a second, watching her break. "...𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗮𝗻𝘀-" BANGGGG. The sound ripped through the room. He never got to finish his sentence. The bullet tore through his arm. His body jerked back. For a heartbeat, the world seemed to stand still. Then...his smirk widened. "𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗻... 𝗠𝘆 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗪𝗶𝗳𝗲."

සුද්දගෙ පිස්සු හෝන්තුව ම තමා....

"𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨... 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐨! 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞!" 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫- "𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐏𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞... 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮- 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞." 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞. 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫.

Title: The Hidden Pain of the Villainess 🥇 #1 in TENSE (20 March 2025) "What happens when the 'villainess' refuses to play her part-without even knowing she's a character in a story?" He was supposed to discard me. He was supposed to leave me in the wreckage of his ambition. I am Sanya Raghuvamsh, the cold-hearted villainess of this CRISWEN city, and I am a prisoner in my own life. Bound by a nightmare marriage to Dravya Raizada-a man whose obsession is as suffocating as his touch-I exist in a world that demands my silence. I am broken, hollow, and blind to the truth: that I am nothing more than a puppet, dancing on strings held by a script I never wrote and I never imagined to even exist. But something has shifted. Marco, the only man who sees through the mask, carries a secret that defies reality-a soul from another world determined to drag me off-script. With Aarav, a shadow in the digital world, we are fighting for a freedom we were never meant to have. But the story is fighting back. The shadows are hungry, and Dravya... Dravya doesn't just want my compliance. He wants my soul, my secrets, and my total surrender. He is the master of this narrative, and he has no intention of letting his favorite villainess walk away. The script demands a tragedy. I'm planning a massacre. A dark, obsessive tale where the villain has found his favorite toy-and the toy has finally decided to bite back.

It's just Sabrina Carpenter as a vampire tbh

​[He protects the President. She can't even protect her ID card.] ​Major Siddharth Shergill is the President's Aide-de-Camp. A former Para SF operative, he is a fortress of silence, discipline, and lethal precision. To him, chaos is a threat, and emotions are a liability. ​Shreya Verma is a walking system error. A genius cyber-security expert who runs on caffeine and panic, she can crack a firewall in seconds but trips over her own feet daily. ​When Shreya hacks a secure "Service Gate" to sneak into the President's estate for her graduation, she expects a shortcut. Instead, she runs straight into a wall. A six-foot-two, armed, and unamused wall named Major Siddharth. ​He thinks she's an assassin. She thinks he's a statue. ​But when a hidden digital threat targets the President, the Iron Wall and the Glitch are forced to work together. Siddharth must keep her alive, and Shreya must keep him sane. ​The only problem? She is the one security risk he never saw coming. ​⚠️ TROPES: 🇮🇳 Bodyguard x Hacker 🔥 Grumpy Major x Sunshine Genius 🏛️ Political Thriller 🚫 Forced Proximity 📏 Size Difference (He's huge, she's tiny) DISCLAIMER: The Major's Security Risk is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The technical data, military protocols, and engineering concepts described-are for narrative and entertainment purposes only and do not reflect real-world classified information or actual procedures.

Evelyn Vale was born into nobility - the daughter of a powerful Marquess and Marchioness, raised in gilded halls where appearances mattered more than affection. From the moment she could walk, she was displayed like fine porcelain, admired for her beauty and groomed to elevate her family's rank. To society, she was an ornament. To her parents, she was an opportunity. As Evelyn grew, so did the quiet ache inside her. She learned that men admired her face, her figure, her title - but never her mind. Never her heart. Until Elias Hale. Feared across courts as a fierce Grand Duke and master negotiator, Elias was not a man easily impressed. Yet when he looked at Evelyn, he did not see beauty first. He saw loneliness. He saw the silent sadness hidden behind practiced smiles. He saw a heart longing not for power, but for warmth. And for the first time, Evelyn felt seen. But love in a world ruled by ambition is never simple. Old ties resurface. Power tempts. Obsession awakens. And the past refuses to remain buried. Some men love to protect. Some men love to possess. And in the space between them, Evelyn must decide whether she will remain an ornament... or become something far more powerful.

"I don't hate you." His thumb pressed slightly at her nape, grounding her, trapping her in his presence, "But don't mistake that for kindness," he continued, his voice low and controlled, "Hate is easy, Naina. Very Easy... Clean... Simple." His lips hovered near her temple, his breath warm."What I feel for you," he whispered, "is far more dangerous." ...................................................... "How. Dare. You. Step. Out." Naina's pulse hammered. She tried to step sideways, but his other arm lifted instantly, blocking her completely. The wall behind her chilled her spine; the man in front of her set her skin on fire. He dipped his head slightly, eyes dragging over her face, down to her neck, then lower... to the suit she wore. A slow, humorless breath left him."Make-up." His jaw flexed."Mascara. Lip tint." His breath warmed her cheek."You don't wear this for me, but you wore it to walk around outside?"

A letter. A mysterious person-Unknown. Elena thought her life was ordinary-friends, family, and a chance encounter with Luas. But when a mysterious letter lands in her hands, everything changes. Luas-bewitching, reckless, and sometimes terrifyingly obsessive. He feels no limits for Elina; his obsession. Her smile, the way she speaks, the smallest gestures-everything belongs to him. Though Luas isn't his real name. But can she trust him even after knowing Luas is holding some secrets? Hiding even his real name from her? Caught between friendship, trust, and love, Elina struggles to find out who she can truly believe in. Around her, strange events, hidden messages, and unseen threats cast a shadow over everything she holds. A story of love, crime and obsession. What would you do if you were in Elena's place?

At thirty-four, Prithwijit Ganguly has power, wealth, and a carefully engineered public image. What he does not have is an heir. Marriage is inconvenient. Scandal is unacceptable. So he drafts a solution. Indrani Dutta. Twenty-one. High IQ. From a wealthy family. Medically screened. Contractually secured. Two years of cohabitation. Pregnancy. A child. No emotions. No claims. No future beyond the agreement. It is efficient. Controlled. Transactional. Until control begins to shift. Because Indrani is not fragile. Not naïve. Not disposable. And the more calculated the arrangement becomes, the more dangerous the cracks in it are. Legacy demands blood. Power demands precision. But desire, ego, and autonomy do not follow contracts. ⚠️ Content Warnings This work contains: Age-gap relationship (all characters are adults) Non-traditional relationship structure Unmarried pregnancy and parenthood Postpartum themes and early parenthood dynamics Discussions of marriage, legitimacy, and social expectations Family pressure regarding commitment and public recognition Power imbalance related to wealth and political status Public scrutiny and reputational concerns References to societal labeling and stigma Exploration of autonomy, consent, and emotional dependency Institutional and cultural critique (marriage, lineage, social norms)

Mine is a story based on "not" true story about a girl named Alannah who is in love with a guy named Xavier but shes a sociopath when it comes to him being for her and only her.

ရန်ကုန်အမနီးမဝေး ဒလဘက်ခြမ်းကဒေသအလှတွေနဲ့ အချစ်ဇာတ်လမ်းတခု ခက်ခဲမယ် ‌ပျော်ရွှင်ရမယ် ဝမ်းနည်းရမယ် ကျေနပ်ရမယ် ငိုရမယ် ပီတိဖြစ်ရမယ် ရသစုံဖို့အတတ်နိုင်ဆုံးအရေးအသားကိုဂရုစိုက်ထားပါတယ် လိုအပ်ချက်ရှိရင်လဲနားလည်ဖတ်ပေးပါ

Park Jimin is a ruthless, ice-cold CEO and a devoted single father haunted by a past tragedy. Desperate to provide his young daughter with the maternal figure she needs without risking emotional entanglement, he puts out an extraordinary offer: a six-figure contract for a woman to be his wife in name only. The rules are strict: no romance, no intimacy, and no feelings. ‎ ‎Y/N is the last young person expected to take the job. She is childesh, clumsy and needs the money for a desperate reason. ‎ ‎What really happened to the daughter's mother? What secret is Jimin desperately protecting? Will y/n survive in that cold boring walls? Their agreement is built on necessity, but their forced proximity soon sparks undeniable chemistry, pulling them into a web of shared mysteries, explosive romance, and shocking twists that threaten to destroy the fragile family they are pretending to build.

A love tale of 2 broken hearts 💔

Story on friends group enjoying their vaccation. A horror and mystery story.

In the dusty wilds of Koboh, Cal Kestis seeks a way to strike back against the Empire. What he finds instead is a ghost from a forgotten age: Darth Revan. Awakened from a three-thousand-year stasis induced by the betrayal of her own apprentice and wife, the legendary Dark Lord emerges into a galaxy she no longer recognizes-one ruled by an Emperor who sits upon a throne she once coveted. Driven by a scorched-earth obsession to reclaim Tanalorr, a hidden paradise she once intended as the seat of her Sith Empire, Revan becomes a volatile force of nature. As Cal and Merrin pursue her across the stars, the chase transforms from a hunt into a harrowing journey of temptation and shared trauma. In the face of the Empire's relentless pursuit, an uneasy alliance is forged in the fires of survival. For Cal, Revan represents the dangerous allure of the power needed to win; for Merrin, she is a kindred spirit of fierce independence and ancient magick. As their fates entwine, the boundaries between Jedi dogma, Sith ambition, and Nightsister survival begin to blur. Amidst high-octane lightsaber duels and the navigation of the deadly Koboh Abyss, a deeper, more primal bond forms. To claim a future in a galaxy of shadows, the three must find a balance that the Jedi and Sith never could-discovering that love, in its most unconventional and raw form, might be the only thing capable of redeeming a Dark Lord and saving a Jedi from his own internal darkness.

Vedika Roy once believed the truth could change everything. After all, she was a journalist. Her byline was supposed to stand for truth. But one mistake destroyed her career, her credibility, and the life she built chasing headlines. When she returns to Jaipur for a fresh start, she learns that her best friend has disappeared without a trace. The last place she was seen? Zyvora Systems. A powerful tech company known for its success... and silence. Determined to uncover the truth, Vedika enters the company under a fake identity, ready to chase the story that could rebuild her name. A story worthy of her byline. But inside Zyvora stands Suryansh Oberoi. Cold. Powerful. Untouchable. A man surrounded by influence, secrets... and far too many lies. The deeper Vedika digs, the more dangerous the truth becomes. Because every answer seems to lead back to him. And the man she suspects the most is the one she finds herself drawn to. In a world of power, secrets, and deception- will Vedika finally reclaim her byline, or will Suryansh's lies destroy everything first? Tropes: ~ Enemies to Lovers ~ Workplace Romance ~ Mysterious Billionaire / Powerful Boss ~ Undercover Identity ~ Secret Investigation ~ Slow Burn ~ Forced Proximity ~ Hidden Truths ~ Suspense & Secrets ~ Touch Her and You Die ~ Trust No One ~ Romantic Thriller

A yumeship between my OC, Fifi and Bill Cipher WRITTEN AS ACCURATE AS POSSIBLE!

A girl name "Elara Voss" fell in love with her cold handsome professor and made another hawt boy her enemy in the end both fell in love with her and she didn't knew who choose cause both were obsessed with her...

Regret is a powerful feeling-one nobody ever wants to carry. It's the kind of feeling that sits in your chest, reminding you of something you can't fix, even if your life depended on it. The worst part isn't the mistake itself; it's knowing that the opportunity once existed, and your younger self let it slip away.